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Posted: Wed Feb 13, 2013 7:38 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 15, 2013 5:29 am
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Posted: Sat May 25, 2013 11:46 am
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Posted: Sat Jun 29, 2013 9:14 pm
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Posted: Sun Jul 28, 2013 8:44 am
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Posted: Thu Apr 17, 2014 3:11 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 29, 2014 6:33 am
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Posted: Thu Sep 11, 2014 5:45 pm
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Posted: Thu Sep 25, 2014 11:41 am
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She sighed and walked into the main living room area, sitting down hard onto one of the many chairs. Her head falling back against it, eyes closed. Her skin thin and light, showing off the deep blue tint to her veins, her weight never going back up from her travels. Cracking her eyes slightly she gazes around the room, softly muttering to herself "I've been neglecting my home for too long."
Her eyes fall closed again, letting out a soft sigh as she settles into the chair.
Jinx moving to actually stand in the room, staying partly out of sight, but keeping an eye on Lady. Even though he knows she knows he's watching her, he keeps quiet. He wears a tux which is tailored wonderfully to his body, almost like a second skin.
Cali walks form the kitchen, wearing her normal 18th century child's dress, her hair up in a ponytail with a bow around the base. She glances over at her month, her small heels clicking softly on the hardwood floors. She makes her way to Jinx who gladly picks her up and holds her, her face against his neck now "She's going to kill herself if she keeps this up." Her voice soft with concern.
Mark walked in leading Edward by the hand, his younger brother now older than Mark's own death age. Edward hitting the age of 6 or 7 now. Mark being less subtle than his sister or Jinx walks over to his mother, helping Edward slide into her lap and curl up. Your youngest son is missing you, Mother." His voice holding an annoyed note as he walks away from her and sits in a window over looking the back of the grounds.
Edward sighs and wraps his small arms around his mothers waist, he's grown taller, being just taller than Mark's 2 foot 3. His hair hitting down into his eyes now, glancing up at his mother. Her hand comes down to run through his hair.
((Well I've been gone for a while...sorry, life as always. I'll try to at least check up on here once a day. Love you guys. Atta dear, if there's anything you need, PM me. Sorry I haven't been keeping up with you. Also insert my wall of text for like 5 different people.))
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